William.
I see one thing: we not only show a different self to every one of our fellow-creatures, but we are fundamentally different to each.
Robert.
But why must it be so with us? Why must we for ever keep each other at such a distance?
William.
I’ll tell you why; because we have no natural goodness of heart. Take Ida for instance: what you have got at by hard thinking is natural to her. She never sits in judgment, she treats everything so gently, with such sympathy, and that spares people so much—you understand—and I believe it is that—
Robert (abruptly, rises).
How do you feel now?
William.